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sad death poem

entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
ao lado de um campo stricken
este é o navio da pérola
macia agora a luz do dia
pela costa, pelo mar
era não para esse cheiro singular
eu ouvi-os na noite
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
homem frio stern

 



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